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Hippies and Hedonists: a brief stint at The Sanctuary, Koh Phangan

May 5, 2015 by antsbk

During a recent visit to The Sanctuary, on the Thai island of Koh Phangan, things didn’t quite turn out as expected… The Sanctuary is a resort of sorts, a tumble of huts in a tiny bay on the Thai island … Read More


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Clouds breaking against the northern ridge of the Clouds breaking against the northern ridge of the Black Mountains today. Below; a still, foggy realm of muted shapes and colour. Here, above the clouds, a dazzling land of sunshine and lapis skies.  Mesmerising.
This morning - a soul-firing walk into the mountai This morning - a soul-firing walk into the mountains to watch a new day, a new month, break across the land. Through the dark tangle of hawthorns, a Song thrush singing in the pre-dawn gloom. Up the steep shoulder of Y Das beneath a high, gibbous moon. Then hot tea drunk in a grassy hollow, away from the scouring wind, watching the sun set fire to the eastern horizon and the sky bleed pink. Magic.
A week ago these hills slumbered under the icy gri A week ago these hills slumbered under the icy grip of winter; the earth as hard as iron, waterfalls suspended in sharp curtains of ice. Today, the sun shone from a cerulean sky and Song thrushes trilled in the bare branches. At 2 pm, unable to sit at my desk a second longer, I pulled on my boots and tripped out of the door, not even bothering to get dressed properly. The sun was like a siren call - I HAD to be out in the hills. Puffing up to the top of Mynydd Buchan, feeling the warm sun on my face, I realized I hadn't felt as fizzingly happy in months, and thought how quickly life can change. Just as easily as things can slip into the shadows, so too they can emerge joyously, unexpectedly, into the bright light of hope, of Spring. I hope that, wherever you were today, the sun was shining for you too. x
So far February has felt like wading through treac So far February has felt like wading through treacle with a ball and chain. Bad sleep. Lack of motivation. A general feeling of malaise. I've even resorted to reading Jilly Cooper for goodness sake; something I haven't done since I was a wide-eyed 14 year old, balancing the scandalous tomes on my knee in the back row at school. But today I put on some make-up (why the hell not?), wore some real trousers and went out for a brisk walk in the rain. Spring really is coming, after all....
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